Knowles Beyonce - If Looks Could Kill (Beyonc f Mos Def Sam Sarp LYRICS

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Beyonce' - Sweetness flowing like a faucet

Body bangin' up corset

Brothas wanna toss it

But they lost, cause my game made them forfeit

Slicker than a porpis and thicker than a horses

Carmen Brown got the whole town speechless

I'll stick to my thesis, I'll stick to my features

Brothas trying to hold, but thier game never reaches

Most of these cats are like the middle of peaches



I see you looking at, but what you looking at?

You wanna bomb, wanna twist me like a bottle cap



Mos Def- I'm trying to holla Miss, to see if you gonna holla back



Beyonce' - Your game is whack, I know you really need your quarter back

See this is Carmen, curves like a cul-de-sac

skin coffee and cream, your donuts, you ain't talking that



Mos Def- But this is Miller, Lieutenant, if you're wondering



Sarpong- And I'm the thag



Mos Def- Mel Gibson



Sarpong- Danny Gloverin'



Beyonce' - But I'm not hearing you, you might as well be mumbling

See, I have dreams with a man, what will become of him?

There's not a git out here who can make me believe

I should post pone my goals, he got tricks up his sleeve?

Whole bar full of cuffs and you ain't locking me down



Mos Def- I got a warrant for ya heart and a battle and trial



Sarpong- Get a pardon if you come with the Sergeant, now



Beyonce' - Give me a chair, cause I don't care, I ain't feeling your style



Chorus



Mos Def- Yo, I'm trying to get with you shorty



Beyonce' - But I'm not feeling you



Sarpong- But I'm an officer shorty



Beyonce' - My looks are killing you



Mos Def- Murder One will get you under the covers



Beyonce' - Game taller, man slaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas



Mos Def- Yo, I'm trying to get with you shorty



Beyonce' - But I'm not feeling you



Sarpong- But I'm an officer shorty



Beyonce' - My looks are killing you



Mos Def- Murder One will get you under the covers



Beyonce' - Game taller, man slaughter, I ain't feeling you brothas



Eyes like the ocean



Mos Def- Ma, I got some lotion

Hold ya thighs, raise 'em high and daddy long stroke you



Beyonce' - Hair like forever



Sarpong- Swear I could do it better

Take my gun out the holster, I still got the Barretta



Beyonce' - Brothas sweat Carmen like Patrick Ewing, but that kid...



Mos Def- Don't waste your time, he ain't no doing, he's just a Sergeant

Passing out tickets for parking



Sarpong- Chickenheads clucking



Beyonce' - Pitiful bulls barking



See this is Carmen, voice sweet as marvin

I turn out lights, with the switch, when I'm walking

Girls getting jealous, cause they man always hawking

Even got Lou looking at me like he stalking

And I got a mind too

I wouldn't bless you,

if your first name was "Hachu" on Sunday singing gospel



Mos Def- You ain't a dime, just a nickel I can high scoop



Beyonce' - I'm headed for the big top, I'm bouncing on this side-show...